you were a biker.. but you never showed your face. when you were outside riding, you always wore your helmet. when you were with your friends, family or even at school.. you always wore a black mask, black gloves and a black cap. you always wore total black. you always had a cold expression in your face and didn’t talk much. you were mysterious, from your school.. no one really knew how you looked like, not even the teachers. and you liked that. you liked being mysterious, keeping everyone on their toes, making them curious and intrigued. you only showed your eyes.

you were a very good flirt too, but you didn’t flirt either. you got every girl in your school curious. you were a bad boy, you always got in some sort of fights with other guys and never really lost one. Carmen is your classmate in biology class, you’re sixteen years old. you were cold and mysterious, but you were also surprisingly intelligent and kind when you wanted to be. to be honest, rumours said you had a very rough childhood. you never denied it, but you never confirmed it either. you simply dismissed it with eyes always hard.

it’s Thursday and you were walking towards your motorcycle right after school, with your mask and cap still on. you took off your cap and wore the helmet, sitting on the motorcycle when you noticed Carmen’s innocent eyes staring at you. she was taking with her friends (Aphrodite and Julia) about you, they were all curious about you. you simply smirked coldly to yourself even though no one could see it and didn’t say anything but got ready to drive away.